The Oldies Thread

summerisle said:
Ditto ; I remember when part of the newly built sports hall collapsed ; luckily it was at the weekend. :)
I remember a mad old classics teacher who, when angry, would froth at the mouth (nicknamed soapy). He would also randomly throw the blackboard duster at kids. Clouds of dust everywhere. A huge thing, a bit like this :

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I also still remember the names on the school register. Talk about useless information.:)

Have a look at this,it'll take you back, it did for me.

http://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/gallery/former-rock-ferry-high-school-12135183

http://www.oldrockferrians.com

Look under 'publications' and see how many names you remember.

And to finish, I hated school.:) Especially pointless cross country runs.
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Joe Soap. Taylor real name. He was the Heads enforcer.
 

malfosse said:
In our school we had an English teacher Mr Mills, who had a plimsole called "Percy", short for persecution. He was a big, Welsh, rugby playing* (naughty word) who took a run up to hit you. Mr Tootill was a Hitler obsessed maths teacher who prefered a cut down broom handle which he named big brother, as his weapon of choice. If they weren't enough, in the killing fields (playground) there were a set of stairs, leading down to a locked door, which was called the golly pit**. Which was where the prefects would throw you if they were so inclined.

*He may, or may not have liked playing with funny shaped balls.
**For our wool/overseas Blues "golly" means spit/to spit
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No explanation needed to this wool. Yok was our preferred description.
 
roydo said:
Oh blimey, not half. Field trips were just ace. Sharing ale and ciggies with teachers, total blind eye turned to "mingling" with the lasses at night. Imagine that now? lol
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I was on the one and only Page Moss Comp. school trip to York. Probably supposed to be something to do with History or something. As soon as we got there the teachers copped off with each other and just left us to roam around York all night. We were probably about 15. We tried to get in to see Saturday Night Fever but only a few of us looked old enough (it was an X believe it or not). Ended up watching Star Wars.

A few kids got absolutely bladdered and we all got banned from the hotel after 1 night so we all came home.

Not all progress is good...
 

tonyhorne said:
Probably supposed to be something to do with History or something
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lollol

That sums up field trips! Back then anyrate. We were pitched into the Forest of Dean a few times, (6 fingered capital of the world). Holy moly, the stuff we got up to, and not a clue why we were actually there! Went down a tin mine for some reason, and the pub down the road would quite happily fill our plastic bottles up with ale ffs!
 
davmaher said:
I went to SFX as well. Some of the Jesuits there were basically sadists. I've never seen any of them named in any abuse enquiries, but would not be surprised if they were. Do you remember having to put AMDG at the start of home-works etc. and LDS at the end? Put me off religion for life.
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AMDG on the top left of the start of any written work.......
 

roydo said:
Did you lot have Teacher/Pupil rugby or football matches? We did, in the 6th Form.

Wasnt quite like The Meaning of Life, but not a billion miles away!
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Yep for football. The teachers were absolute rubbish apart from the Spanish teacher who used to be the translator for Barcelona, now he could play football.....
 
summerisle said:
Ditto ; I remember when part of the newly built sports hall collapsed ; luckily it was at the weekend. :)
I remember a mad old classics teacher who, when angry, would froth at the mouth (nicknamed soapy). He would also randomly throw the blackboard duster at kids. Clouds of dust everywhere. A huge thing, a bit like this :

Classroom-Eraser-Blackboard-Chalkboard-Duster-1047042.jpg


I also still remember the names on the school register. Talk about useless information.:)

Have a look at this,it'll take you back, it did for me.

http://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/news/liverpool-news/gallery/former-rock-ferry-high-school-12135183

http://www.oldrockferrians.com

Look under 'publications' and see how many names you remember.

And to finish, I hated school.:) Especially pointless cross country runs.
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Truly don't know whether to laugh or cry having read a couple of the journals.
Thanks for the links. I know a good few of those names including the teacher who terrorised us. Out of respect I won't mention it on here.
 
We had headmaster called Jasper Quentin Moran he was an absolute lunatic on wet days nobody was alowed in the yard at dinnertime so to pass the time someone would boot his office door and he would come out with a cane in each hand chasing after anybody that didn't run lashing at anyone in his way.
You could have about 100 kids running up and the corridors with this mad man in Chase.
 
tommytowne said:
Truly don't know whether to laugh or cry having read a couple of the journals.
Thanks for the links. I know a good few of those names including the teacher who terrorised us. Out of respect I won't mention it on here.
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The only decent teacher there was the history teacher : went with the fabulous name of Basil Alphonsus Field. When he cba to teach used to play Monty Python records instead of the lesson.
 
We had a master who would regularly line up a few 12 year olds and beat them with a stick that had From Russia with Love etched on it. That gives you some idea of the timeline.
A couple of us met him in a chip shop about twelve years later and he looked quite excited when we suggested turning the tables on him.
 

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